Leaving the people of the Yan tribe, although it was somewhat unpleasant, there was no concern, so the two of them walked quickly together, helplessly, they all knew that time was pressing, and they were afraid that they would meet the young man in white on the road again, who knew how much trouble there would be.

Rock hopes to rush to the Tiele tribe to join as soon as possible, he has too many ideas, he needs to implement but also needs manpower, at this moment he feels that time is very short, whether they can converge or not is related to the survival plan of many people.

The big black under him also seemed to feel that the rock was in a bad mood, so he hurried away, and as for the big stone that followed behind him, he was even more fast, and he didn't dare to delay at all.

"Stop."

The two people who were running suddenly heard a roar above their heads, the wind was howling, and a light and shadow came from afar, as fast as a sharp arrow piercing through the air.

In the blink of an eye, a person was already standing in front of the rock, his body twisted, and the white veil fluttered like a cloud, gathering in an instant, revealing a young man in a blue robe, holding a sword in his hand, not angry and arrogant.

The rock was shocked, and the big stone looked at each other without a trace, and they both saw the shock in their eyes.

Here's another one.

What are you afraid of, such a young man, such a dress, such an arrogant and domineering appearance, needless to say that he is the same as the young man in white, although he is in white and a green coat, but the kind of indifferent eyes and posture are exactly the same.

"Immortals, what do you command?"

Rock had to lower his posture, he could feel how powerful the boy he was facing, at least he couldn't defeat it completely.

People had to bow their heads under the low eaves.

"Go that way."

The young man in Tsing Yi pointed in one direction, and the tone of the command could not be refused.

The rock and the big stone agreed very cooperatively, because they can't resist, all the resistance is in vain, and at this moment obediently cooperate, and then make plans when the time is ripe, this is the best policy.

The young man in Tsing Yi was stunned by the cooperation of the two, the sword in his hand had killed a lot of disobedient people, he thought that he needed to threaten with force every time, but he never thought that two honest children came.

As soon as the body was twisted, the white yarn suddenly appeared, like a cloud and mist around the body, quickly rising into the air, looking around.

The rock looked up and saw the figure in the mist, and sighed, no wonder, everyone flies in the sky, how can you run on the ground, you don't have an advantage, which makes him envious again.

Ah Yi finally saw that it was not just him and the rock, no less than two or three hundred people gathered from all around, but many of them were injured, which made Ah Yi's mood heavier and heavier, could it be that there was chaos everywhere, and an ominous premonition arose.

"Immortal, we can't walk."

A strong man was shouting with a man on his back, standing still, with blood all over his body, obviously after a fight.

"Can't walk? Then don't go. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, turned his head slightly and glanced at him, immediately frowned, and then waved his hand impatiently.

scold

A sword groan, like lightning, flashed from the young man's hand.

"Ahh

The strong man with the person on his back screamed, and the person on his back was split in two from his waist, and he was not dead when he slipped down, and he was lying on the ground wailing in pain, and he was really miserable, and he couldn't bear to witness it.

Frightened, the people who saw this scene all stopped, and they couldn't help but shiver, and the eyes that looked up at the young man in Tsing Yi suddenly became afraid, is this person so cruel, he will kill people if he doesn't agree.

"Humph!"

The young man in Tsing Yi returned the sword into the sheath, and the sonorous sound of the long sword into the sheath was like a morning bell in the twilight drum, and the people who were shocked were in a trance, but such a sword was like a sword drawn in the eyes of people on the ground, which shocked people's hearts.

Kill chickens and monkeys, kill a hundred examples!

When is it good to use it, it is now.

The cold snort from the sky woke everyone up, and they hurriedly accelerated their pace, for fear that a sword would fly, and his body would be in a different place, looking at the harmless teenager of humans and animals, so terrible, killing people if he didn't agree with him, and the real human life was like a mustard.

It's terrifying, the rock muttered to himself, the power he had never seen before, and it also made his eyes shine, and he didn't want to envy it, and secretly admonished himself that he was also extremely eager for such power.

……

This is a hill, and hundreds of people have already gathered, but they are silent, staring at the valley below the mountain one by one, with different expressions on their faces.

The rock saw that there were people in the valley who were fighting each other to the death, and there was chaos, and from time to time people fell to death in pools of blood.

It can be seen that there are more than a thousand corpses in the valley, scattered in various places, and it seems that they are all cut and killed by each other.

"Dahei, find a place for yourself, don't show up here."

Seeing something unusual in the valley, the rock crept over to the big black ear and slapped it on the ass in the same way as to drive it away.

Da Hei was very clever, and without saying a word, he opened his big hooves and went down, and everywhere he passed, everyone saw such an ugly sick cow, and they all got out of the way and let it go by itself.

The rock watched the big black go away, and then re-examined the battlefield in the valley, and it was certain that those people were just as indigenous as the people on their side.

Looking around, the two young men in Tsing Yi who kept talking about something in the sky caught his attention, the short one was the one who brought himself and others over, and there was also a little fat man, the same dress, the same seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

And what really suffocated him was that not far to the left of their group of people, there was another young man in Tsing Yi sitting on the ground, the same seventeen or eighteen years old, but that bearing was very different from that of the short man and the little fat man.

Junlang's side looked like a murderous aura, and there was a faint hint of anger, a long sword resting on his crossed legs, holding the seal in both hands on his chest, his eyes slightly closed, motionless.

"Ahh

There was a scream in the valley, and there was no more fighting, only heavy gasps, and one man stood in the mess of corpses, the last survivor.

Through the torn clothes, it can be seen that this is a very strong warrior, even so, his body is still scarred and bloody, which shows what kind of fight he went through to survive.

However, such a person is crying silently, his eyes wander in the pile of corpses, maybe there are too many of his relatives lying on the ground, that kind of reluctance, that kind of pain, and even remorse, in short, he is depressed at the moment, and he is on the verge of collapse.

When he slowly raised his head and looked at the hill, he clenched the scimitar in his hand, but there was a strong hatred hidden in it, which anyone could see clearly, but it was shrouded in fear.

"Is it over again?"

The young man in Tsing Yi who was sitting cross-legged raised his head and opened his eyes, and the two cold lights in his eyes were like sharp arrows, as if he could see through everything, making people tremble unconsciously.

Seeing him raise his hand slightly, slowly spinning lightly, the strong warrior in the valley won the battle but could not match this light hand, and his body involuntarily floated into the air until he was in front of the young man in Tsing Yi.

It's like being carried by an infinite, invisible hand, like a puppet, at the mercy of others, without any backhand.

The young man in Tsing Yi was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the strong man suspended in the air in front of him, looking up and down a few times, frowning and pondering for a moment, raising one hand, his index finger and middle finger together between his eyebrows, and silently reciting the incantation in his mouth.

I saw a flash of light in his eyes, which was fleeting.

"Hey...... Why is that? ”

The young man in Tsing Yi smashed his fist on his leg, and waved his hand, as if he were chasing flies.

"Poof!"

With a slight sound, the strong man suspended in the air turned into a rain of blood in an instant, and it was gone.